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Vincenzo sighs impatiently as he keeps looking at me. Guns were pointed at us. They could have killed us. My body shivered, recalling the dead body floating on the water. A shiver ran down my spine.

I furrowed my brows still finding him looking at me. "What just happened?" I asked, terrified.

"Nothing serious. You're fine." A scowl crawled over his forehead.

I shook my head. "Don't change the topic. You know what I'm asking." I asked, with my pounding heart in my ears.

"There's nothing to worry about." He remains like a closed book.

"Someone was dead in the water. I saw one of the men strangling another to death. How could you say it's nothing?" My voice rose in fear. I let out a trembling breath.

He sighs with exasperation. "You already know enough. What do you expect from a mob life?" He said coldly.

"I didn't choose this." Tears burn in my eyes.

"You like it or not. You're mine. That makes you part of this too." Hi